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| Wednesday, July 18th, 2007 | | 12:22 pm |
Burned out....
So naturally I burned out of WoW, and am vacationing in the City of Villians. Currently hanging out on the Liberty server, I think it is. Such a different interface, but I'm gonna stick to it for a few weeks. Who knows where it will lead me? | | Tuesday, June 5th, 2007 | | 8:56 pm |
So after two weeks of cleaning, organizing, and putting together cheap furniture, it looks like we might have a basement after all. I'm finally getting to unpack a bit, and make the house look like we planned 3 years ago. All it took was a $400 water bill for the landlord to get down here and grab some of her shit. Nature abhors and vaccuum, and we all have a lot of things that need places. Married life is good, but I'll admit to missing the thrill that came with dating. No time apart to apreciate the time together and all that. Work at the health supplement place is good. Still in shipping. Bosses are still promising changes we're not sure they can actually go through with. The current promise is a new warehouse and our own bottling machines so we can actually mix raw ingredients to make our own pill type supplements. We'll see. The other promise is with a new warehouse is a promotion of sorts and a bit of a pay raise. I hope. Another summer approaches. New things, old things, a few get togethers. Met up with Dusty on Sunday for coffee. She finally moved back from the pretentious world of Seattle. Have blown of Cassie without meaning to. I just don't know how to call her anymore, or really what to say if I do. Keep meaning to buy baby clothes on Ebay for the baby Barton. I checked the prices and Dusty wasn't kidding, the supply is so high they're dirt cheap. Can't seem to get ahead in Wow, and with my guild, I wonder why I try sometimes. The general lack of helping is annoying, but I'm doing nothing to fix the problem myself. Oh well, there are legos that need to be put together, and Sims that need their lives controlled by me. Many people I miss, many things I plan to do. I just don't want to be one of those people who regrets all the time, but I don't want to be so busy I miss out on everything. Sigh..... | | Thursday, April 5th, 2007 | | 6:23 pm |
Rough week this week. I get to yell at UPS Freight, and now I have the dispatch manager's cell phone number whenever his crew fucks up. So far, 3 times in two days. God I hate UPS freight. On the plus side, my boss Pete decided that since it's slow in the office, we're all stressed, and he really doesn't want to go to work tomorrow, Good Friday is a half day (unpaid, of course). But it's an excuse to get out at 12:30 when none of us are motivated to stay that long lately. Call it spring fever, call it boredom, calling it counting down for our respective vacations. Crap, I still have to buy a bathing suit. Not looking forward to that. But it needs to be done. Doug and I are going up to Steamboat for our honeymoon. We figured if we couldn't get the wedding on time, we could at least do the honeymoon on time. Sigh.... This week went too slow. | | Sunday, March 11th, 2007 | | 10:53 pm |
My first date with Doug since we got engaged and well, married. I missed it. Hopefully, we'll keep it up to keep our relationship interesting. | | Saturday, March 3rd, 2007 | | 12:46 am |
Still alive, still terrible at updating. The new job is going well, the marriage is going ok, and the roommates don't want me dead yet. Life is good. | | Monday, December 18th, 2006 | | 8:13 am |
| | Monday, July 10th, 2006 | | 11:20 am |
So as of this morning, because I found a doctor who would take my insurance, I'm back in therapy. Yay. | | Friday, June 30th, 2006 | | 8:53 am |
Not much for updating lately. Things to talk about, just little to no motivation to say anything and when I do it comes out wrong. Discovered my car insurance is going up about $30 a month because of a single ticket I got last year. My first ticket in like, 3 years. Aren't insurance companies promising not to do shit like that? Worked on the wedding guest list at work yesterday, then promply left it in my locker so I couldn't show it to Doug. In some new product training at work. Note to self: Never, ever, ever, ever buy a money order again. If I do, I'm laminating and framing that stupid stub you tear off the end. I'm going to get cranky for awhile cause I know the calls are going to start sucking more. What else? I dunno, kinda tired. | | Saturday, May 27th, 2006 | | 9:07 am |
Easily depressed this week. Not many clues as to why. Maybe just overly sensative. Who knows. Work week is almost over, that's a relief. | | Sunday, April 23rd, 2006 | | 4:45 pm |
| Your Hair Should Be Orange | 
Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.
You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices. |
| | Monday, April 3rd, 2006 | | 6:11 pm |
How does one's back hurt from talking on the phone all day? | | Wednesday, March 1st, 2006 | | 10:33 am |
Finally got a new job yesterday. Moneygram hired me after two interviews. So the Monday after Doug and I get back from Vegas, there will be a training class waiting for me. And a few hours at It's Your Move. Unfortunately, I have to put in my dues of sticking around until a replacement can be found. I've done it to a few people, I have to do it myself. | | Friday, February 24th, 2006 | | 12:38 am |
Eh, Probably not
| You Are 66% Evil | 
You are very evil. And you're too evil to care.
Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot. |
| | Tuesday, February 21st, 2006 | | 12:23 am |
Details requested
Details of Doug's proposal have been requested. Here goes: Monday we had reservations to the Melting Pot in Lafeyette. Fun drive. Don't trust Mapquest on this one. If you follow it to the letter, you go in a ditch. We didn't, but it took an hour and a half to do a forty-five minute drive. We went to Boulder by accident twice. Watited another half an hour for our table. We are starving at this point. Neither one of us had eaten much due to the prospect of good food at a nice restaurant. We had room. Finally get to our table. Nice setup. Apparently we had the most romantic table. The one that's an old elevator shaft. Higher than everybody else's table. There was another table next to and below ours, and magically, I couldn't hear the other couple's conversation unless I really tried. Doug had made sure roses were on the table. He got brownie points. Dinner comes. We sit and drink wine as they forgot forks. Whoops. Accidents happen. Doug is trying to burn himself on cheese fondue because he's hungry. The whole meal was alcohol heavy. Cheese fondue with a beer base. Burgandy wine base on the main course. And Bailey's chocolate for desert. Not to mention the bottle of wine that came with dinner. I was giggling a lot. Desert comes. I got a plate with strawberries in the form of a heart with a ring in the center. Doug does a small speech, gets on one knee, and I can't stop crying at this point. He gets a yes, by the way. Restaurant manager stops by. Says his congratulations and spills the beans on how it was all planned out. Apparently Todd and my sister made a special trip to organize the menu and drop off the ring. Doug apparently bought the ring a week before. The ring is currently being resized, as it was one size fits all and my fingers continue with the tradion of not. Later in the car, I told him I would have said yes in the Taco Bell parking lot. | | Sunday, February 19th, 2006 | | 10:18 pm |
Medium update
In a nutshell: Doug proposed at Melting Pot on Monday. Hehe. No date set yet, and the ring is getting resized, but I'm really happy. Did Ghenghis con over the weekend. It was a great learning experience. I want to set up my bags at another con. Job search due to It's Your Move screwover: Still on. Nothing big happening yet. Let's give it some more time. Gama plans. Vegas might be out. Tax returns will determine if I get a vacation anytime soon. I know, very bland update. My fingers are sore from sewing all weekend and I suck at the typing thing. I can probably add more details later. Night kids. | | Tuesday, January 24th, 2006 | | 8:16 am |
It's been awhile since I've felt like typing. This update won't due my current life justice. Those who are close to me or have visited me a work know I'm getting demoted. Our Southglenn store is closing and the manager who has been with the company for 15 years and never complained about his job or looked for another (I have) will be getting my store. I'll be a floating assistant manager with no guaranteed hours. Yeah, it's obvious I'm wanted to quit. I may not have done the best at my job last year, I'll admit it. I wasn't happy and it showed. I did not think for a minute this would happen to me. So I've been job hunting. Not for the last two weeks, I was going through the interview process at Torrid. They said they would call me yesterday, they didn't. I'm chalking a tiny of it up to being busy as the help wanted sign is still up, but I'm putting out applications later today. Some have asked me "What about that idea for opening your own store? Now is the perfect time!" Losing your job is never the perfect time. I'd be going in clueless and sink faster than a stone. Not to mention I'm still tweaking ideas. Not to mention I have a website that was supposed to be word of mouth advertised and hasn't made a DAMN SALE SINCE I OPENED IT TWO MONTHS AGO! Naturally with the financial changes, the site will be closing in the next few days. I haven't been happy lately. I haven't been sharing this information. I hate the fact my life is going through changes that are kinda major and neglected to ask me first. Life fucking sucks. | | Friday, December 2nd, 2005 | | 6:01 pm |
The sexual harassment shit at work is finally over. I had to investigate it. People were written up, mistakes were made, and people promised to move forward. Yay. Things are ok with Doug, I never get to really see him much anymore. Website: Up, no orders as of yet. Can't get motivated to sew anything new. Great. Other stuff, dunno. | | Tuesday, November 15th, 2005 | | 12:54 pm |
Cortney did something to the site, and now it's the proper: WWW.Savagegamestore.com So if the other name doesn't work for you, this one should. | | Monday, November 14th, 2005 | | 9:11 pm |
I think it's open....
Ok kids, the whining, bitching, and moaning might just be over. If some of you could go to Store.Savagegamestore.com and play around for a few minutes, clicking on bags, making fake orders, and telling me if for sure this stuff actually works, that would be great. I know the site needs work, I'm just thrilled it's open. Those of you web-heads who can think of what's missing, make a SMALL list of suggestions that hopefully I won't get lost on and can try to follow to fix any mistakes. | | Wednesday, November 9th, 2005 | | 7:11 pm |
Since my last posting, I've gotten some feedback. One thing is obvious, I was mad enough to gloss over details. I'm good at that. My real talent seems to be in trying to show the worst in people, making myself look more like a victim. Naturally, this makes me an asshole. So I made the roommates look worse than they are. No, Cortney's not perfect, I never heard her claim to be. Josh does pull me aside, mostly to point out what one thing I've been doing that bugs Cortney. I'm not a good roommate. I've lost several due to this fact. The fact that Doug still wants to sleep in the same bed as me is surprising. If there's anyone I would have pushed away with my behaviors, it's him. So here are my flaws as a roommate: My feet stink. I kick off my boots after I get home from work, and don't due much about the smell. Occasionally I spray my shoes. I shout a lot. I don't always leave the room when I should and then try to justify why I stayed. I make invitations for people to stay and then tell the roommates later. I don't do the dishes and often as I should. I don't clean the litterbox as often as I should. I forget about the laundry and leave it in the dryer for days, but then I complain when I can't wash my clothes. I drop everything in one place, it piles up, and falls over. Then I push the pile aside and keep building. There's more stuff, I'm sure. Josh and Cortney have their own degree of sainthood for surviving this. Doug is short one miracle to meet the sainthood requirement. |
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